how does one describe one's reality crumpling apart
that everywhere you look, the facade of things as you know it
is almost but a mirage
how does one describe feeling indefinitely alone
knowing that you are just but a touch, a call, a text apart
but unable to connect with anyone, to speak your heart
how does one's knowledge of oneself gets put into question
that somehow you are sure of who you are
but now can never ever be sure of what you really are
nothing is ever sure now
nothing will ever be sure again
is what I want to be absolutely sure of something ?
what if I am absolutely sure that I will never be happy?
does certainty absolve hope and believe
but the reason I hold on
it's cause I need this hole gone
as long as I dont face the light
no one will ever know that Im hurting
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